Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 17

After the children left, Monica stood there as if she had lost her soul, with no more smile on her face.

Surprisingly, Stanley felt no disgust, just like how he could eat that egg–tomato pasta Despite not eating anything for years, he could eat what she made. It gave him the feeling of being reborn.

“I don’t believe you got married. How could you hide a marriage for seven years?” Monica wanted an answer to comfort herself.

“If there’s nothing else, you can leave now,” he said, ignoring her sadness and distress. “I’ll have the design department come up with a proposal for the custom jewelry project from the Kingdom of Brundela’s royal family. You don’t have to worry about it.”

*Please answer my question.” She struggled to control her emotions. “You can’t possibly hide your marriage, can you? You just don’t want to get married so early and live according to Mrs. Fox’s wishes, so you staged this whole thing, right?”

After closing his laptop, he stood up and left with cold and firm footsteps. Without looking back, he walked away with his hands in his pockets, not bothering to deal with her.

Left behind was Monica, gritting her teeth while watching his back, feeling a surge of resentment in her chest. Is it impossible for me to have his heart, no matter how hard I try? No way! I can’t fail; I can’t give up like this.

was a retro villa with a serene environment that was suitable for recuperation. Inside stood Jennifer Fox in the center of the living room, dressed in a long–sleeved white coat with a half–faced delicate

leader of a poor village!” The furious Jennifer slammed the documents onto the

and a report of her son’s announcement from

she felt unsteady on her feet. Seeing that, her maid, Stephanie, quickly supported her.

out of nowhere, how could they possibly be Stanley’s? That’s ridiculous!” As she glared fiercely at the messy documents on the table, she bellowed, “Call tnovelxo.com fast updatehat

“Yes, Mrs. Fox.”

dare he send me a threatening message demanding that I make chicken soup and even ask the children to deliver it to his office at the time

her thoughts. She looked at the screen and saw an unfamiliar number. The moment she

“Who are you?”

The middle–aged woman’s voice was cold and domineering. “I saw the news. I want to meet you. Come to Repulse

you want with me?” Melinda

the relationship between you and my son! How could you

you think you’re fooling with such tactics? You only got your marriage certificate two

leaving no room for Melinda to refuse. However, Melinda was not the type to be pushed